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Hello there, questions and riddles excite me. Got one? Mention me, because, like a God, I can tell when ever someone says my name. But only with @ in front of it, fancy that. Quiz me, test me, debate me. Start a war of words and I shall become a Supreme Power. I like it when you prod and poke, it gives me a reason to bite :) But do not be fooled my fellow writers, I am quite gentle in times of peace, especially to my followers. Follow me and like and I will reward you handsomely with likes and reviews and if you manage to impress me, I shall follow you also. The choice is yours! Write on!

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перевести   11 лет назад

Finality Teeth dripped with drool, the heavy metallic scent of blood intertwined with the foul substance. Ragged fur ran down the muscular body, ending with a thick slashing tail, as the beast trooped through the already deceased on the battlefield. The familiar smell of death filled its huge nostrils, pushing it past the dead to whatever #life was still fighting. Keeping its large snout to the ground, it scouted forward. Its prowl lead it over heaping bodies, cladded in torn armor recently decorated in blood and waste. The beast made its way over to the cliff that overlooked the battlefield. Determining the nonexistence of the enemy relevant, the werewolf mounted the cliff. Rocks crumpled with final farewell under the wolf's enormous weight, already shattered loose from the previous battle. Standing upon the cliff, the beast looked out with sharp, old trained eyes. The sunset casted down, but the earth now uprooted with dirt thrown in the sky, blocked most of the light. The few rays that did show, filtered through the foul air and shown a bright ominous red, darkening to the the familiar color of blood that ran thick below. With the final sharp winds of a day trying to penetrate the werewolf's thick coat, the said beast bowed its head. Letting the last breath of hope be replaced with despair upon the breeze, the wolf raised its head, and let its the deathly howl shake the last faith from the Earth. The deep howl seemed to be the essence of death, slowly demising into the quiet cold as soon as the sun disappeared. It sat upon its haunches, watching the abnormal freeze of the night set in. Bodies became glazed with frost and blood froze its owners and foes alike to the torn ground. All the while, the veteran sat, watching the finality of a war. Not once did the cold bother the beast, it was like a familiar friend. It followed every final war, as the dirt and dust blocked the#moonand stars. The monster closed its eyes, they had won, and he had secured their defeat.

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    перевести   11 лет назад

    Playing Lies Is this the world? Of these test and games, As you challenge my head, In most difficult ways? Does yielding to your hand, Bring you joy over this ban, To actually express, And fail your stupid test? Should I not live in this world, Without another by the door, Will these quests you send, Never meet an end? For destiny is irrelevant, As fate controls my hand, Carrying all that was meant, A siege across the land, Weird I'm a slave, A servant at hand, To a force that isn't real, The society of man, It isn't real, Can't feel it or such, Yet it rules over all of us, And don't object it's touch, Why is this so, A force like a foe, That only seems to harm the soul, Allowed to keep command, Bringing over lofty demands? The answer is simple, Yet none to pleasing, Because society is a lie, Who are we teasing? For it's not a god, A supreme force, It's only a mirage, I show no remorse, It's nothing large, Nor a huge golden sign, It's only a trick, An illusion of the mind, Only set in place, Of people to scared, To live how they want, Without constant fear

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      перевести   11 лет назад

      Home's Melody A so land foreign to the heart, With one great ocean keeping us apart, My own desires whisked me to this place, Leaving me without another of my race, The weather is cold, The stars not as bold... Perhaps I was never meant to leave home, Trees shudder, In an Unknown way, As the dark sky brightens where I lay, A round orb so bright with love, Singles to my lonely heart from above, A remembrance of the one thing in this land, That the#moonitself is always my friend, For no matter where I go, It seems to always follow, It is my sign, My signal, That it is time, To not dwindle, And return to the one place I belong, Following my heart's beating song,

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        Survivor's Ranks Sweat dripped in my palm, increasing the amount of force needed to keep my hold. One arm gripped in a horribly painful fashion to keep my opponent in place. He yanked and yanked, seeing the pain bolting my vision, in an attempt to free himself. My other arm was crushed underneath the other's back, his shoulder blade ramming into its soft flesh with every recoil of his socket pulling wrenches. I hissed, I cried shamefully. The elders saw my weakness, my heart sank in a vain attempt of self pity. My opponent heaved his broad chest, flipping me onto my back, but not before snapping my arm backwards with the top of his shoulder. I screamed in the fruitless fashion of a woman giving birth. The sounds emanating from my mouth did nothing for relief, I was only showing my pathetically trifling amount of self control for hiding my emotions. He came upon me, no mercy just disgust in his eyes. I was weak, I was pathetic, I was stupid. They might have as well enrolled a girl in my place, at least she would have been expected to cry after her first fight. The sun lowered and sent a cast of shadows over me. The wind howled and snapped at my forehead, the Greek sun directing its last rays into my eyes. I squinted my eyes but letted them in and marveled at the beautiful array of pinks and purples that painted the sky. Amazement struck me hard as the pain seared through my arm once more. I could still enjoy beauty after I was abandoned in the middle of the arena without any medical attention. The hard stone bleachers blocked enough cold air but it eventually flowed over them and onto my body, zapping all little precious heat and energy I once had. I shivered into myself, my fighting tunic unreliable in the harsh freezing nights. Then I heard her, her soft foot steps coming froward. My mother. "Oh my dear boy..." she stated. My back was turned to her and her voice cut sharp and clear through the opposing wind. No hand or comfort was placed upon me, my mother was already breaking enough school rules by being in my presence as it was. I laughed in the irony, love was so close yet so far in this #lifeless place. The academy was training us to be the best soldiers possible and that meant no weaknesses. The constant cooing and grooming from a mother was quickly snatched away before the child could get used to it at age three. The only thing was, I remembered. I turned towards my mother carefully on the ground. She smiled down at me with a knowing look. Her body was clad in a light tunic, light armor protected her arms, she must have abandoned the heavy chest plate. Leather sandals were strapped to her feet, leather winding almost all the way up to her knees, and then the scarf. She wore the heavy cloak of a general around her neck, the deep red flaps brushing the ground lightly. Yes, my mother was the Great General Adonia, the Night Wolf Slayer. She was a wonder of her time, but of course our society despised most of the limitations on regards to what women could or could not do that were so common in other neighboring cultures. "As your general, I offer you a hand," my mother stated, arm outstretched with hand open. I smiled, my mother could be as clever as a fox when need be. Surely one couldn't think she was born into her position of power. I accepted her offer with my free hand and she slowly lifted me to my feet. Her arm was as strong as a man's but still retained some of the feminine softness of a woman. Once she gave me a look over, she directed me with orders to the infirmary. I wholly obeyed and went straight to the healers. Perhaps I could make her proud and my father. I had recently learned of my father's identity, for what I lacked in strength, I more than made up for in my sly nature. I was now determined to claim my right as his son no matter the cost. For who would ever again torment, ever again fight, ever again challenge, or speak up too, The Prince of the Spartans? Oh yes, it only made sense the King would eventually be enticed by the strongest, most powerful woman in Sparta and my mind was only beginning to plan my claim to the throne. I would make my mother proud and prove them all wrong.

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          To Be A Mother I never want my child to go over to someone's house and experience what I did once. Their mom and dad were discussing about something and they got into a disagreement. I heard the tones of their voices that I knew escalated into a full blown fight between my parents. I cringed in the back seat, waiting for the blowing insults. The ones that never came. My friend's two parents peacefully resolved the issue and continued their small talk. I cautiously un-tensed my body, glancing at my friends face. It was still the same smile as before, she had thought nothing of it. She hadn't sensed the danger because there never was any. At that moment, I felt a deep pang of hurt and jealousy. She didn't have to suffer what I did almost everyday. I vowed never to let my children feel what I had just felt that day. I wish so badly to be a mother. I would only give the best for my children. Meaning I would never mess their lives up, ever. I know the pain, I know the sorrow, to never be able to see your parents in love. The constant fighting is no #life for a child, so I promise to do it right. Performing everything my own parents failed to do. Just to love and be a family, to laugh and know it's all right. To ensure them that they are loved and will never have to listen to their parents tell them that their mom or dad is a jack ass, bitch, retarded, stupid, jerk, ass hole, etc... I just want a family of my own... One that I know I can make right... But yet I'm still so young, and no matter how loud I shout, my parents never hear me.

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